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Despair
My old brother, Nate
looked at his plate
and found no morsel to eat.
He reached in his pants
and pulled out food stamps
and slouched with a sigh of defeat.
looked at his plate
and found no morsel to eat.
He reached in his pants
and pulled out food stamps
and slouched with a sigh of defeat.
Published 4th Dec 2012
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Anonymous
5th Dec 2012 8:14am
Yes, theres a lot of despair in the corners of society, its very very sad, but so.
Nice read CJ!
Nice read CJ!
5th Dec 2012 5:09pm
Sometimes not just in the corners, but also right in the middle of the room. Thank you for reading.
Anonymous
8th Dec 2012 3:30am
Ah yes, some days...nice poem, well written. :)
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8th Dec 2012 6:37pm
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